it was monday, the sun was shining, pants were off, and brkfst was served. it was a beautifully glorious day for a brkfst. placed upon a white table cloth were plates of cakes, the kind cooked in a pan, jugs of juice squeezed from the finest orange variety of oranges available, sliced pork belly that was smoked and baked, and the tastiest tomato & vinegar purée. oh and I cannot forget the undeveloped chicken embryo (this phrase here is what is known as redundancy*)…eggs that is. by the end of the brkfst, I was satiated, full, salty, sweet, and sticky. greatest time I’ve had at brkfst since my last brkfst that included salty and sweet and sticky. which was about one week ago. this brkfst was eaten (at) 1:45 pm, monday, march 30th 2009. yes, I said it, 1:45 pm. it shckd me as well. but I managed to survive and I’m making teeshirts that say “I survived the 1:45 pm brkfst time of 2009.” I printed 1000 of them for a better deal.
it was a beautiful day, but don’t let the sight of sun fool you. it was still cold. like confucius once said “brkfst served cold, is” oh wait, confucius didn’t say anything about brkfst, that was me.
*if you have trouble with redundancy then please, we urge you, send an email to urbani_jordan@hotmail.com. there is a support group meeting on the third day of the second month of every leap year. it’s called ‘team redundancy team.’
